The peasant boy of crossing

All the way from Jingning, the road was smooth.

Although there are occasional minor troubles, compared to encountering real robbers, these troubles are not troublesome.

What's more, Wu Su has been taking care of him from the beginning to the end.

Including the first boarding, when Li Xinyi said she wanted to be with Wu Su, Wu Su didn't object, even when the four of them squeezed into a kang, Wu Su wanted to comfort him in turn.

The journey is not easy, he understands this truth.

But he was very happy, and Wu Su whispered in his ear again and again.

Wu Su has always shown a mature and calm gentleman outside, only he knows that when he was a child, A Su was often reprimanded by Wu's father because of his short temper.

At that time, Li Xinyi was still adapting to the life after time travel, and she still had a strong sense of superiority. She comforted him: "Don't weaken your self-confidence because of others' denial, that is, that person is your father."

Looking back now, he wished he could strangle himself who pretended to be thirteen back then.

It is a wonderful experience to return to the age of ten and grow up a little bit: time seems to have really slowed down, and he has a lot of time to think and create.

Feeling his conscience, time travel is not a lucky thing for him, especially since he thinks he lives very well in the original world.

It doesn't matter if you break up with your boyfriend, it doesn't matter if you don't have enough down payment, it doesn't matter if your relatives often gossip, what matters is your attitude towards life, and your plans for the future.

He has the confidence to get better and better.

But traveling overnight, this is something he can't change.

Unlucky people will always encounter "sudden disasters" and "flying misfortunes". If the sky is about to drop a big pot, it is really unstoppable and sad.

Even though he lost his former open-minded personality, and even became a lot more timid, sometimes inexplicably restless and without a sense of belonging, his self-confidence is still there.

He was lucky enough to have come from more difficult backgrounds.

Then, since he couldn't refuse the other gifts bestowed on him by fate, he could only accept them.

Being able to fall in love with Wu Su is a natural thing, and it is also a very happy thing.

In this quiet night, Li Xinyi seemed to have figured out a lot, and finally let go of some of the things she had been struggling with before.

He quietly turned his head and glanced at Wu Su behind him. At some point, Wu Su had already turned around, facing him sideways.

At this time, the last quarter moon, which had only quietly risen in the middle of the night, sprinkled a ray of silver light from the window.

Li Xinyi clearly saw that the light also fell on Wu Su's body, casting a shadow on his brows and eyes, which was both shining and charming.

His heart was beating again.

Fortunately, it was very late at this time, and with the sound of the watchman calling the watch, he finally closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When Li Xinyi opened her eyes again, the sky was already bright.

He looked around reflexively, Wu Su was no longer there, the thin quilt was neatly folded and placed at the end of the bed, it seemed that Wu Su's breath still remained on the pillow.

The smell of pine branches is very good.

He sneaked a little sniff on the pillow, then quickly jumped off the bed like a thief.

On the low table next to the window, there were two round, white steamed buns, and under the plate was a small piece of paper with Wu Su's bold words on it.

"Uncle Fang and the carriage are downstairs, remember to come back before Shen Shi, don't forget to eat the buns."

Li Xinyi couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, not only because Wu Su left the words before he left, but also because the words were very vernacular, it sounded like Wu Su said it in his ear.

He carefully put away the note, found out the rucksack he was carrying, and clipped the note to his sketchbook.

It is said to be a sketchbook, but it is actually a diary, or it is more appropriate to call it a "monthly notebook".

Li Xinyi would only write it down on paper when she was too nervous and wanted to complain, or when she saw something terrible, such as "two cats fighting".

But a writing brush is a writing brush after all. Even though Li Xinyi is already very familiar with this kind of writing tool, his handwriting can only be regarded as not ugly, so don't think about character.

It is a very good way to record by drawing, and you don’t have to worry about dripping ink with charcoal pens. It is also very interesting to read in the future. You don’t have to worry about leaving black history that you can’t look directly at, and you can’t wait to burn it in the fire It's good.

Because she had been on the road before, Li Xinyi hadn't taken it out for a long time.

Now when he was about to clip a note, he finally found his mysteriously missing "trick in the bag" - Li Shi's 24 methods of chasing her husband.

At present, there are only four "laws of chasing husbands" serialized, but as long as you think diligently and focus on practice, the victory lies in summarizing, and it is not known whether "24 methods" will be upgraded to "36 methods".

In any case, it's good to have a trick up your sleeve.

Li Xinyi was in a hurry to go out, and didn't have time to read the four "laws of chasing husbands" carefully, so she wanted to find a place to store them.

But he was worried that he would forget where he stored it like last time.

In a flash of inspiration, Li Xinyi remembered the medicine pouch he had been hanging on his chest before, it was given by Wu Su, and it was put in the bag when he took a bath.

It is the most sensible way to carry it with you, so Li Xinyi untied the rope, poured the medicinal materials in the medicine bag on the table, and stuffed the four pieces of paper with numbers into the kit.

Looking at the broken medicinal materials on the table, Li Xinyi was reluctant to throw them away, so she had to take out the note again, put the medicinal materials back into the kit, and put the note again.

With such a delay, most of the morning would be over.

After hastily washing up, I brought greeting cards, as well as the special product I brought from Jingning to give to Zhao Yuanwei - the tea sponsored by Wu's father, both red and green tea, exquisitely packaged, and packed several bags.

Still holding a bun in her mouth, Li Xinyi appeared in front of Uncle Fang with a gorgeous and funny image.

After sitting in the lobby for a long time, Uncle Fang had obviously found out where Mr. Zhao's residence was.

Seeing Li Xinyi's funny appearance coming down the stairs, Uncle Fang didn't show any expression, but just carried the gift for Li Xinyi, so that he could finally have one free hand to eat the steamed stuffed bun.

This time the buns are filled with red bean, very sweet.

The wheel turned, and Li Xinyi finally finished the other bun.

Only when his stomach was full did he think about visiting Zhao Yuanwei.

In fact, in the original idea, he planned to go around Hangzhou, not only to collect creative materials, but also to achieve the achievement of "traveling in the mountains and rivers" with the right time, place and people and with Wu Su.

Then, in a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, quickly express your confession.With the bonus of beautiful scenery, the success rate may be higher... right?

As for Zhao Yuanwei, he just needs to say hello to him.

If Mr. Zhao needs him to draw something, he will take the short-term and trouble-free work. As for the long-term work, it depends on how he feels after the confession.

Whether it is the excitement of long-cherished wish fulfilled or the expected blow, they may not accept it.

Even though Mr. Zhao is a big man who is hard to refuse, Li Xinyi believes that there will always be a way.

This was the previous idea, but now, he also wanted to help find a place to stay.

After all, compared to personal feelings, Wu Su's and the others' rural exams are more important.

Since Zhao Yuanwei is also a senior member of the party, obviously the house will not be short, but he does not know what conditions to exchange.

No matter what the condition is, let's talk about it first.

It was near noon when Li Xinyi walked to the street where Mr. Zhao's mansion was located.

The people living on this street are all rich and noble people in Hangzhou Mansion.

Whether it's elegant buildings, or walking carriages and sedan chairs, Li Xinyi can't afford to provoke them.

Li Xinyi said: "Uncle Fang, let's find a place to rest and drink some water before heading over."

Uncle Fang then turned the carriage around and stopped in front of a nearby wonton stall.

Li Xinyi got out of the car, and Uncle Fang parked the car under the locust tree on the other side.

"Shopkeeper, here are two bowls of wontons."

The stall owner is a middle-aged man in his thirties with a handsome face and a smile on his face.

"Do you want a big bowl or a small bowl?" asked the stall owner.

"One big bowl and one small bowl." Li Xinyi said and glanced at Uncle Fang, "Are there any side dishes?"

The stall owner was serving the fourth bowl of wontons. On the other side, a muscular man came over with a tray and took away the four bowls of wontons.

It was only then that Li Xinyi noticed that apart from a few diners sitting at the stalls, many of them were standing or squatting.

Is business so hot?

After the stall owner filled the wontons, he replied to Li Xinyi: "There are stewed meat, stewed tofu and cold dishes, which one do you want?"

Li Xinyi thought for a while and said, "Let's have braised pork and cold dishes."

The stall owner is making another pot of wontons.

"Guest officer, wait a moment, it will be ready soon."

Li Xinyi walked away a little, and stood under the locust tree with Uncle Fang.

The author has something to say: continue tomorrow (o^^o)